Yang Yihao also felt a slight change in the beautiful aunt Zhang Xiaolin. He was ecstatic and began to massage Zhang Xiaolin's other foot with his other hand. Since practicing the art of controlling women, Yang Yihao felt that he was getting better and better. Usually he would do experiments on his aunt Shangguan Jing, Lin Ziyi and Qiaoxuan. As long as he used the art of controlling women and touching their skin with his palms, they would also feel that before. When Yang Yihao started massageAfter that, Yang Yihao used the art of controlling women. He wanted to see how effective this art of controlling women was. Now seeing the changes of his aunt Zhang Xiaolin, Yang Yihao was of course happy, because it means that his art of controlling women not only has feelings for women who have had close relationships with him, but also has feelings for other women. This is a great thing for him. With this art of controlling women alone, many women can be conquered. How can Yang Yihao not be ecstatic?
As the uncle Yang Yihao stroked his calves, Zhang Xiaolin's whole body felt more and more comfortable. A feeling that he had never had and a familiar feeling both stimulated Zhang Xiaolin's heart. The feeling that he had never had was a taboo warm smell spread throughout the room. The familiar feeling was the long-lost spring feeling that quickly spread throughout the body. The two feelings were mixed together, and Zhang Xiaolin's brain began to become blank, as if he was in a void space, making people dying. Zhang Xiaolin suddenly felt that it was a mistake to ask Yang Yihao to massage. Originally, in Zhang Xiaolin's heart, she always treated Yang Yihao as a child, but the moment Yang Yihao touched her feet, she had an hallucination in her heart, that was that the uncle Yang Yihao had become a man. Just the contact between her hands and legs made her feel a strange feeling. Zhang Xiaolin secretly hated her lust. Could it be that it had been empty for a long time?
Zhang Xiaolin thought that over the past few years, she had lived to be actually not alive. Of course, the meaning of living is to be a couple. Her husband basically never goes home. She and her daughter are at home every night. She is used to it. Because of her husband's view, she is also cold to other men. In addition to her nephew Yang Yihao, she has won the title of an iceberg beauty at the unit. This feeling has made Zhang Xiaolin who was massaged silent for a while. She doesn't know whether to stop or continue. After all, the feeling of being massaged by Yang Yihao is really too comfortable. And if Yang Yihao is stopped, would she think too much? Her nephew Yang Yihao is just massaged by herself. She must have thought too much. Zhang Xiaolin thought that if she stopped, it would have caused some damage to Yang Yihao.
Yang Yihao felt Zhang Xiaolin's changes little by little. Slowly, his big hands began to move up from Zhang Xiaolin's calves to her plump and round thighs, and rubbed them gently. Seeing that Zhang Xiaolin had no objection, Yang Yihao gradually increased his strength, and the feeling of touching directly with his hands was smoother and more delicate. Yang Yihao could not have imagined that Zhang Xiaolin, the eldest aunt in front of him, was so well maintained, and her skin was as delicate as a girl. Yang Yihao began to change his strategy and gently stroked her five fingers. Zhang Xiaolin trembled slightly due to the itchy body caused by Yang Yihao's fingers. The already short skirt moved up little by little with the trembling body, revealing one-third of her round and fat butt, while Zhang Xiaolin lying on her back did not notice it at all.
Yang Yihao looked along Zhang Xiaolin's fat butt, and the white lace translucent briefs tightly surrounded her valley. Several pubic hairs could not stand the narrow surround of the white lace translucent briefs, and the small area outside the valley was incompatible with the white lace translucent briefs. It turned out that it was formed by the wet water flowing out of Zhang Xiaolin's body. Yang Yihao smiled evilly inside, knowing that his aunt Zhang Xiaolin was already moved by his massage. He didn't expect that his skills of controlling women were so powerful.
Accompanied by the pleasure coming from between the jade legs, Zhang Xiaolin gradually became weak and weak, and her breathing gradually began to become rapid. A feeling of ecstasy and dying surged into her heart. Zhang Xiaolin obviously felt Yang Yihao's fingers teasing her intentionally or unintentionally, massaged her back and forth in the depths of her thighs, and sometimes came to her valley to touch her. This feeling of vagueness was even more stimulating, making Zhang Xiaolin reluctant to stop. The intoxicating moans began to come out of her sexy and rosy lips. Yang Yihao was so excited that he heard it, and the smile on his face became even more lewd.
At this time, Yang Yihao saw that the situation was similar, so he said to Zhang Xiaolin: Aunt, it’s almost done behind it. Please come over.
While Zhang Xiaolin was enjoying her comfortably, Yang Yihao's hand suddenly left, making her want to stop her when she heard Yang Yihao telling her to turn around, and quickly turned her body obediently, lay flat on the bed, and her breasts on her chest moved with her breathing.
Yang Yihao felt aroused his heart and wanted to reach out and touch it, but he knew that it was not the time yet. Some things had to come slowly, and he knew very well that the consequences of hasteness were not achieved.
Yang Yihao said to Zhang Xiaolin: Aunt, how do you feel now?
It feels very good. It seems that after you press it like this, you feel much more comfortable all over your body and you are not that tired.
Zhang Xiaolin said.
Yang Yihao continued: Then I will start massaging your front now, but for the convenience of massage, I need to sit on your calves. If my aunt doesn't want to, forget it.
It doesn't matter, come up.
At this time, Zhang Xiaolin had already been moved by Yang Yihao's massage. He could hear whatever he said, so he nodded.
Yang Yihao took off his shoes, went to bed, and sat lightly on Zhang Xiaolin's calves, and began to hold Zhang Xiaolin's round and elastic thighs with both hands. When Yang Yihao sat down, Zhang Xiaolin's delicate body trembled, and the peaks on her chest trembled, as if they were about to burst out through the long skirt. Zhang Xiaolin closed her eyes tightly and her little mouth ummed again.
The body that had not been touched by a man for several years had a strong reaction at the moment when Yang Yihao sat down. Zhang Xiaolin's feeling was no longer about being massaged, but being flirted with, but she was powerless to stop it and did not want to stop it.
Yang Yihao first massaged Zhang Xiaolin's left thigh with one hand, and gently stroked Zhang Xiaolin's right thigh with the other hand gently stroked back and forth on the inner side of Zhang Xiaolin's right thigh. The feeling of vagueness once again made Zhang Xiaolin's Taoyuan hole flow out of her white lace translucent briefs, and she began to make a vague low voice in her mouth: Well... well...
Yang Yihao continued to stroke the inside of Zhang Xiaolin's right thigh, and used his fingers to touch the corner of her white lace panties intentionally or unintentionally. Zhang Xiaolin seemed to feel Yang Yihao's misconduct and said softly: Little bad guy... there... can't...
The voice was so weak. In Yang Yihao's ears, it was not like refusing, but more about temptation.
Yang Yihao knew that this was a critical moment, and whether he could get his aunt Zhang Xiaolin in the future depends on his current performance. So he ignored Zhang Xiaolin's soft resistance and continued to caress, and even more courageously placed a finger on her white lace translucent briefs, and attacked Taoyuan hole through the underwear.
Yang Yihao's fingers were like drawing circles on it, stroking her most touching part. In less than half a minute, Yang Yihao's fingertips were wet with the slutty water inside her body. Zhang Xiaolin, who was lying down, had already been stirred up by Yang Yihao's fingers, and she was eager and wanted to refuse.
Yang Yihao asked gently: Do you feel so comfortable if your aunt feels like this?
Well... well... so comfortable...
Zhang Xiaolin said weakly, and her physical needs involuntarily controlled her brain, murmured and said, from massage to emotion, the time was too fast. It cannot be said that Zhang Xiaolin was lewd, nor how good Yang Yihao's skills are. This should be caused by many reasons. No, Yihao, you can't massage like this.
Zhang Xiaolin couldn't control herself for a while, maybe she should have stopped Yang Yihao. After all, such a massage is too dangerous. Although it is very comfortable, Yang Yihao is his nephew after all. Even if he is lewd, he can't do this.
Zhang Xiaolin's words made Yang Yihao stop moving. Before she could speak, she was hugged by Zhang Xiaolin. It turned out that Zhang Xiaolin wanted to get out of bed, but because Yang Yihao was sitting on her lap, when Zhang Xiaolin was together, she hugged Yang Yihao all at once, and Yang Yihao also naturally hugged Zhang Xiaolin. In an instant, Zhang Xiaolin felt Yang Yihao's strong body and strong hugs, and even smelled the strong masculine aura of manly men and women's lewd smell after they got along, which made her a mature beauty a little panic. Just as she was about to push Yang Yihao away, she suddenly felt something hard below pressing against her soft belly. Of course, the mature beauty knew what it was, and secretly scolded this little villain for how to massage and hug her, and she also had a physiological reaction. She hurriedly pushed Yang Yihao away, shy and charming and pink face said:OK, Yihao, don’t have a massage, my aunt is already very comfortable, Yihao, my aunt wants to ask you something, do you have a girlfriend?I heard that many children of your age are in love. Have you talked about Ah?
Aunt, what do you mean?
Yang Yihao let go of his aunt Zhang Xiaolin, and his heart was inevitably empty, and he was still savoring Zhang Xiaolin's plump and soft beautiful feeling.
Tell me quickly, do you have friends?My aunt was a little curious.
Zhang Xiaolin was curious whether Yang Yihao was talking about friends, and secondly, she wanted to take the opportunity to change the topic. The previous massage was a bit too much for her, and she was moved by her nephew's random massage. If she didn't change some topics to hide her panic, Zhang Xiaolin really wanted to find a hole to get in. At the same time, she was also curious why Yang Yihao's reaction was so great at this age. At the moment when she hugged her, Zhang Xiaolin obviously felt Yang Yihao's strength. Even if she was powerful, she felt the heat through her pants, which was something that Zhang Xiaolin could not imagine.
As the uncle Yang Yihao stroked his calves, Zhang Xiaolin's whole body felt more and more comfortable. A feeling that he had never had and a familiar feeling both stimulated Zhang Xiaolin's heart. The feeling that he had never had was a taboo warm smell spread throughout the room. The familiar feeling was the long-lost spring feeling that quickly spread throughout the body. The two feelings were mixed together, and Zhang Xiaolin's brain began to become blank, as if he was in a void space, making people dying. Zhang Xiaolin suddenly felt that it was a mistake to ask Yang Yihao to massage. Originally, in Zhang Xiaolin's heart, she always treated Yang Yihao as a child, but the moment Yang Yihao touched her feet, she had an hallucination in her heart, that was that the uncle Yang Yihao had become a man. Just the contact between her hands and legs made her feel a strange feeling. Zhang Xiaolin secretly hated her lust. Could it be that it had been empty for a long time?
Zhang Xiaolin thought that over the past few years, she had lived to be actually not alive. Of course, the meaning of living is to be a couple. Her husband basically never goes home. She and her daughter are at home every night. She is used to it. Because of her husband's view, she is also cold to other men. In addition to her nephew Yang Yihao, she has won the title of an iceberg beauty at the unit. This feeling has made Zhang Xiaolin who was massaged silent for a while. She doesn't know whether to stop or continue. After all, the feeling of being massaged by Yang Yihao is really too comfortable. And if Yang Yihao is stopped, would she think too much? Her nephew Yang Yihao is just massaged by herself. She must have thought too much. Zhang Xiaolin thought that if she stopped, it would have caused some damage to Yang Yihao.
Yang Yihao felt Zhang Xiaolin's changes little by little. Slowly, his big hands began to move up from Zhang Xiaolin's calves to her plump and round thighs, and rubbed them gently. Seeing that Zhang Xiaolin had no objection, Yang Yihao gradually increased his strength, and the feeling of touching directly with his hands was smoother and more delicate. Yang Yihao could not have imagined that Zhang Xiaolin, the eldest aunt in front of him, was so well maintained, and her skin was as delicate as a girl. Yang Yihao began to change his strategy and gently stroked her five fingers. Zhang Xiaolin trembled slightly due to the itchy body caused by Yang Yihao's fingers. The already short skirt moved up little by little with the trembling body, revealing one-third of her round and fat butt, while Zhang Xiaolin lying on her back did not notice it at all.
Yang Yihao looked along Zhang Xiaolin's fat butt, and the white lace translucent briefs tightly surrounded her valley. Several pubic hairs could not stand the narrow surround of the white lace translucent briefs, and the small area outside the valley was incompatible with the white lace translucent briefs. It turned out that it was formed by the wet water flowing out of Zhang Xiaolin's body. Yang Yihao smiled evilly inside, knowing that his aunt Zhang Xiaolin was already moved by his massage. He didn't expect that his skills of controlling women were so powerful.
Accompanied by the pleasure coming from between the jade legs, Zhang Xiaolin gradually became weak and weak, and her breathing gradually began to become rapid. A feeling of ecstasy and dying surged into her heart. Zhang Xiaolin obviously felt Yang Yihao's fingers teasing her intentionally or unintentionally, massaged her back and forth in the depths of her thighs, and sometimes came to her valley to touch her. This feeling of vagueness was even more stimulating, making Zhang Xiaolin reluctant to stop. The intoxicating moans began to come out of her sexy and rosy lips. Yang Yihao was so excited that he heard it, and the smile on his face became even more lewd.
At this time, Yang Yihao saw that the situation was similar, so he said to Zhang Xiaolin: Aunt, it’s almost done behind it. Please come over.
While Zhang Xiaolin was enjoying her comfortably, Yang Yihao's hand suddenly left, making her want to stop her when she heard Yang Yihao telling her to turn around, and quickly turned her body obediently, lay flat on the bed, and her breasts on her chest moved with her breathing.
Yang Yihao felt aroused his heart and wanted to reach out and touch it, but he knew that it was not the time yet. Some things had to come slowly, and he knew very well that the consequences of hasteness were not achieved.
Yang Yihao said to Zhang Xiaolin: Aunt, how do you feel now?
It feels very good. It seems that after you press it like this, you feel much more comfortable all over your body and you are not that tired.
Zhang Xiaolin said.
Yang Yihao continued: Then I will start massaging your front now, but for the convenience of massage, I need to sit on your calves. If my aunt doesn't want to, forget it.
It doesn't matter, come up.
At this time, Zhang Xiaolin had already been moved by Yang Yihao's massage. He could hear whatever he said, so he nodded.
Yang Yihao took off his shoes, went to bed, and sat lightly on Zhang Xiaolin's calves, and began to hold Zhang Xiaolin's round and elastic thighs with both hands. When Yang Yihao sat down, Zhang Xiaolin's delicate body trembled, and the peaks on her chest trembled, as if they were about to burst out through the long skirt. Zhang Xiaolin closed her eyes tightly and her little mouth ummed again.
The body that had not been touched by a man for several years had a strong reaction at the moment when Yang Yihao sat down. Zhang Xiaolin's feeling was no longer about being massaged, but being flirted with, but she was powerless to stop it and did not want to stop it.
Yang Yihao first massaged Zhang Xiaolin's left thigh with one hand, and gently stroked Zhang Xiaolin's right thigh with the other hand gently stroked back and forth on the inner side of Zhang Xiaolin's right thigh. The feeling of vagueness once again made Zhang Xiaolin's Taoyuan hole flow out of her white lace translucent briefs, and she began to make a vague low voice in her mouth: Well... well...
Yang Yihao continued to stroke the inside of Zhang Xiaolin's right thigh, and used his fingers to touch the corner of her white lace panties intentionally or unintentionally. Zhang Xiaolin seemed to feel Yang Yihao's misconduct and said softly: Little bad guy... there... can't...
The voice was so weak. In Yang Yihao's ears, it was not like refusing, but more about temptation.
Yang Yihao knew that this was a critical moment, and whether he could get his aunt Zhang Xiaolin in the future depends on his current performance. So he ignored Zhang Xiaolin's soft resistance and continued to caress, and even more courageously placed a finger on her white lace translucent briefs, and attacked Taoyuan hole through the underwear.
Yang Yihao's fingers were like drawing circles on it, stroking her most touching part. In less than half a minute, Yang Yihao's fingertips were wet with the slutty water inside her body. Zhang Xiaolin, who was lying down, had already been stirred up by Yang Yihao's fingers, and she was eager and wanted to refuse.
Yang Yihao asked gently: Do you feel so comfortable if your aunt feels like this?
Well... well... so comfortable...
Zhang Xiaolin said weakly, and her physical needs involuntarily controlled her brain, murmured and said, from massage to emotion, the time was too fast. It cannot be said that Zhang Xiaolin was lewd, nor how good Yang Yihao's skills are. This should be caused by many reasons. No, Yihao, you can't massage like this.
Zhang Xiaolin couldn't control herself for a while, maybe she should have stopped Yang Yihao. After all, such a massage is too dangerous. Although it is very comfortable, Yang Yihao is his nephew after all. Even if he is lewd, he can't do this.
Zhang Xiaolin's words made Yang Yihao stop moving. Before she could speak, she was hugged by Zhang Xiaolin. It turned out that Zhang Xiaolin wanted to get out of bed, but because Yang Yihao was sitting on her lap, when Zhang Xiaolin was together, she hugged Yang Yihao all at once, and Yang Yihao also naturally hugged Zhang Xiaolin. In an instant, Zhang Xiaolin felt Yang Yihao's strong body and strong hugs, and even smelled the strong masculine aura of manly men and women's lewd smell after they got along, which made her a mature beauty a little panic. Just as she was about to push Yang Yihao away, she suddenly felt something hard below pressing against her soft belly. Of course, the mature beauty knew what it was, and secretly scolded this little villain for how to massage and hug her, and she also had a physiological reaction. She hurriedly pushed Yang Yihao away, shy and charming and pink face said:OK, Yihao, don’t have a massage, my aunt is already very comfortable, Yihao, my aunt wants to ask you something, do you have a girlfriend?I heard that many children of your age are in love. Have you talked about Ah?
Aunt, what do you mean?
Yang Yihao let go of his aunt Zhang Xiaolin, and his heart was inevitably empty, and he was still savoring Zhang Xiaolin's plump and soft beautiful feeling.
Tell me quickly, do you have friends?My aunt was a little curious.
Zhang Xiaolin was curious whether Yang Yihao was talking about friends, and secondly, she wanted to take the opportunity to change the topic. The previous massage was a bit too much for her, and she was moved by her nephew's random massage. If she didn't change some topics to hide her panic, Zhang Xiaolin really wanted to find a hole to get in. At the same time, she was also curious why Yang Yihao's reaction was so great at this age. At the moment when she hugged her, Zhang Xiaolin obviously felt Yang Yihao's strength. Even if she was powerful, she felt the heat through her pants, which was something that Zhang Xiaolin could not imagine.
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